A love poem brings about a lifetime of love
Zhao Yuanxi had to admit that at that time she had actually fallen in love with Xiao Yesu, that stinky fox who had been wearing a handsome appearance and using charm skills since she was a child.
Xiao Yeshu would never admit that he was a handsome man who was loved by everyone, handsome even if he was expressionless, with butterflies flying around and peach blossoms blooming. After searching thousands of times, he blindly fell in love with the aloof and coquettish legitimate daughter who was embraced by a group of young and old people from the Zhao family. Moreover, he fell in love with her miserably.
Xiao Yeshu rationally asked himself when he was eight years old, if sometimes he met the right person at the right time, and that right person just happened to confess to him, then what are he waiting for?
Zhao Yuanxi spent her whole life in doubt. She asked herself more than once what was so good about Xiao Yeshu, but later she came to the conclusion that it seemed that there was no man in the world who had more advantages and fewer shortcomings than him.
Three thousand pinks are all colorless, only Zhao pink has entered my heart.
